Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

Nie Xiu was startled: "It turned out that Yu Xiuya's death was related to the eldest son of the Li family. No wonder his father concluded the case in a hasty autopsy."

"Okay. Send Yu Xiuya's soul back to the coffin before noon." Shen Yan reminded.

"Yes, Immortal." Nie Xiu immediately turned around and left with the crystal bottle and wishing lamp.

The snow was getting smaller, and Shen Yan's boots creaked on the snow.

When he returned to Li Chuan's mansion, the housekeeper at the door nodded and bowed and told him: "Xianzun, someone came to look for you just now, and I invited him into the house."

"Ah."

Shen Yan walked up the steps and opened the door, only to see Elder Qingyang sitting at the table drinking tea, dressed like an old farmer from the countryside.

"Elder Qingyang?" Shen Yan hastily closed the door, walked over to salute.

Elder Qingyang put the teacup on the table, sighed and said: "Elder Yugan from Zixiao Palace yesterday, Elder Nine Heavens from Baihuamen, Elder Yunfeng from Wuchen Valley, Elder Fengyue from Wanyao Cave, Canglang Valley All the elders of Mingjue have come to my Linghua Xianshan."

Shen Yan walked to the other end of the table and sat down, surprised: "Why do elders from all walks of life gather here?"

"Recently, demons and goblins appear frequently, and the common people cannot live in peace. The elders feel that it is not appropriate to rely on Ziyan Immortal Venerable you alone. However, the cultivation of the heads of other sects is far below you, and they cannot monopolize one side. Therefore, the elders have decided to gather the heads and disciples of all sects and sects to study in Yingyou Stream, which is beautiful in mountains and rivers, and you will guide them."

"Elder Qingyang, the matter of Fenghuang Town has not yet..."

Shen Yan was hesitant. He knew that although the heads and disciples of other sects and sects obeyed him on the surface, they were always secretly fighting against each other and disobeying each other, so he didn't want to stir himself into this troubled water.

"No problem." Elder Qingyang waved his hand, "Elder Yugan will assign a few capable disciples to help you tomorrow, and the matter in Fenghuang Town should be settled soon. At that time, you take your disciples directly Just move into Yingyoujian.”

Seeing that Elder Qingyang had made up his mind, and saying nothing would help, Shen Yan could only nod his head in agreement.

Just when Elder Qingyang stood up and was about to leave, Shen Yan suddenly stood up and asked a question that was really difficult for him to answer: "Elder Qingyang, are there any female cultivators going to Yingyoujian this time?"

The reason why he asked this question was because he seriously suspected that the reason why his sect had broken sleeves one after another was that there were too few female disciples.

Although his disciples are disciples of the Immortal Sect, they are still in their youth, and they are all flesh and blood living people. It is normal to have desires, but having desires for men is something that has to be taken seriously.

"Female cultivator?" Elder Qingyang paused, then looked back at him with strange eyes, "Yes, there are many female disciples under the sect of Yunxu Immortal Master Liu Yunxu of Qimeng Lake."

"Oh," Shen Yan lowered her head in embarrassment, her face blushing up to her ears.

Elder Qingyang gave him a meaningful look, then pushed the door open with a smile and left.

It had been snowing for several days, after Elder Qingyang left, the sun finally cleared up, and the sun, which had rested for several days, couldn't wait to get out of the clouds.

The silver-white sunlight shone on the snow, reflecting a series of colorful lights.The eaves are full of "silver bars", and the wonderful shape is breathtaking!

At the same time, in the bamboo garden of Zixiao Palace, Gu Wanqing was lying calmly with his eyes closed in a misty spring. Elder Yugan came over and stood by the pool, and said to him with his hands behind his back: "Ah Wan , I will go to Lin'an County with Ziyi tomorrow to help Immortal Ziyan."

When Gu Wanqing heard the words "Purple Mist Immortal", she suddenly opened her eyes and was taken aback: "Why did you let me go?"

"Because he is your Immortal Venerable."

"I don't want to be his disciple, it's too tiring."

"Are you really not going?"

"Don't go."

"If Ziyan Immortal Venerable has any troubles at that time, don't regret it." After the elder Yugan finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the exit of the bamboo forest.

Seeing that Elder Yugan really wanted to leave, Gu Wanqing staggered up from the half-human-high clear spring with fluttering arms, and shouted at Elder Yugan's back, "I'll go, can't I go?"

Elder Yugan stopped in his tracks, turned his head and stroked his white beard, and said, "Okay, pack up your things right away, and set off with your senior brother Ziyi now."

Gu Wanqing nodded, feeling inexplicably being tricked.

After Elder Yugan left, Gu Wanqing fell back into the clear spring again, her heart pounding.

At the thought of meeting Shen Yan face to face, he was inexplicably flustered.

Since that day when thousands of arrows pierced his heart on the tower, his physical body has been completely crippled. If it hadn't been for Elder Yugan's rescue, he would have been out of his wits long ago.

Only now did he know that Elder Yugan was the old man with the white beard who gave Mo Mingfeng the magic flute and revived him in the Seven Star Pagoda.

At the beginning, he clearly remembered that the old man with white beard died on the hillside and was buried by Mo Mingfeng on his back down the hill. Now that he appeared here again, he couldn't help being shocked.

It wasn't until Elder Yugan told him the ins and outs of the matter that he suddenly realized.

It turned out that Mo Mingfeng's predecessor was the Bixia Yuanjun of the heavens, and he had always made good friends with Elder Yugan and had a deep friendship.Later, she was demoted to the lower realm for violating the rules of heaven, and was reincarnated as Mo Mingfeng, a weak scholar.

Seeing him suffering in the mortal world, Elder Yugan couldn't bear it, so he turned into an old man with a white beard and gave him a magic flute. In order to let him feel at ease and become the master of the magic flute, he pretended to die.

Later, Mo Mingfeng went mad and died, leaving behind Gu Wanqing who was brought up by one hand, so Elder Yugan also regarded Gu Wanqing as a family member.

After he was pierced by thousands of arrows that day, Elder Yugan rushed to collect his soul that was about to dissipate in his bag. After returning to Zixiao Palace, he put his soul in a wooden man made of ginkgo trunk, and then Throw it into this clear spring.

This clear spring is no ordinary water, but spiritual water that can bring dead wood back to life.

Because the wooden man made of the ginkgo tree has a human soul, and the elder Yugan must recite the rebirth mantra here every day, the wooden man himself is also absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and gradually becomes a human from the tree trunk. the flesh.

It's just that the person made of wood has two nemesis, one is flammable, so it cannot be burned by fire, otherwise it will be reduced to ashes.The second is not to be short of water for a long time, otherwise the skin will be chapped and exploded.

Therefore, Gu Wanqing had nothing to do, so she soaked in this divine water all day long, hoping to have better skin.

"Damn, I was tricked by Elder Yugan." He crossed his arms and muttered displeasedly.

"Gu Wanqing, what are you doing? My master asked you to follow me to Lin'an Town, why are you still fooling around here? Do you know how far it is from Lin'an Town?" Zhou Ziyi pushed aside the densely packed spiritual grasses blocking the way, Panting from the narrow path.

"What's the rush?" Gu Wanqing gave Zhou Ziyi a blank look, and slowly stood up from the water.

"Gu Wanqing, you!" Zhou Ziyi was so angry that Gu Wanqing couldn't speak, it was not a day or two.